The Importance of Screening and Support: Jenna’s Story, Part 2

Jenna’s story differs from my own in one key area: support. She did not receive the support she so desperately needed from her husband. Warrior Mamas need our support and love. Jenna needed to hear that she was not alone and that she would get well. My husband told me that he would do whatever it took to help me get better. That unwavering support helped me so much.

With my Postpartum Depression and anxiety continuing undiagnosed, I became more and more emotionally detached from my family. I couldn’t handle everyday life without reacting to even the smallest things in explosive anger. And as soon as I flew off the handle, the shame from my out of proportion reaction punched me in the gut. I felt helpless to react any other way, and the spiral of shame was almost paralyzing. I felt unsupported, misunderstood, and like I was a failure as a mom and a wife every single day. But you would never have known, because my facade was one of a happy, pulled together, suburban wife and mom. If other women could do it all by themselves, I didn’t want them to think I couldn’t keep it together. So I kept silent, soldiered on, and gave up thinking that life could be any different.

My PPD and anxiety went untreated for a total of almost 7 years, by which time I’d had two more children with my ex. Eventually the rage, dissociation, self-loathing and isolation became more than I could bear. I couldn’t stand the numb, closed off feeling any more, and something had to give. I decided that my children and I deserved a better quality of life. So, I went against my then-husband’s wishes and made an appointment with my family doctor. I didn’t go into any depth about the severity of my emotional issues, but casually inquired whether rage and detachment were possible features of depression. Without much discussion, I was prescribed my very first anti-depressant, and it quelled the rage substantially.

Unfortunately, the intrusive thoughts and anxiety continued to exhaust me at night, and a few months later, I approached my doctor about additional medication. I was prescribed an anti-psychotic, and I have to tell you, that first pill was really difficult to take. For the first time in a very long time, the intrusive thoughts that had plagued me went completely away. Every night for all those years, I’d panicked about being murdered in my sleep, and my children being kidnapped because I didn’t deserve to be their mom. Every night, there was a video loop in my head that replayed my failures as a wife and a mom. With the additional medication came a degree of apathy and some significant weight gain, but it was still a relief.

I no longer live in that place of crippling overwhelm, and not just because of the medication. I sought out a therapist on my own, and I eventually weaned off all of the medications I was taking. In the couple of years since my diagnoses of depression and anxiety, I’ve come to a place of peace with who I am as woman and as a mom. I know my limitations for dealing with stress as well as sleep deprivation. I started making self-care a priority. I’ve (mostly) stopped comparing myself, my parenting skills, and my particular children to others. As my confidence has grown and my healing has continued, I’ve done a lot more sharing, a lot more reaching out, and a lot more self-analysis. I’m involved with the PPD community on Facebook and make time to read blogs authored by women who suffer with Postpartum Mood Disorders. I have a support system now. Those closest to me (including my boyfriend of 18 months) are familiar with anxiety and depression. After dealing with so much on my own, it’s important to me that I can be real with those I allow close to me, and that they get me, can identify with my struggles, and respect my story. I can trust them to encourage me, and when I feel ashamed, they can remind me that it takes strength to reach out and be vulnerable. Trusting people who can give validation to my emotions has been instrumental in my healing and helps a lot with my day to day stability.

I’ve often wondered how I survived those dark, lonely years when I was coping with PPD and PPA on my own. It was certainly by the grace of a higher power. Having traced the onset of my symptoms back to my second pregnancy, I also wonder whether my quality of life might have been better if I’d been screened for PPMDs during my pregnancy or at any of those six week checkups. The truth may be that I’d have hidden my feelings from my provider, if I’m honest. I would have at least had the opportunity to decide whether I wanted to reach out if anyone had asked.

Thank you so much Jenna for sharing your story. I appreciate it so much. Again listening and validating a Warrior Mom’s struggles is so key to stomp out the stigma that surrounds perinatal mood disorders. Consistent screening coupled with strong social support can help ease the struggles of Warrior Moms.

Comments

Once again, I can relate!!! While I am SO fortunate to have a very supportive husband, I still can relate to all the horrible feelings being described in these articles. Torture on the mind, heart and soul. So happy for your recovery and peace and thank you for sharing and being a voice for all of us. xo

You’re welcome, and thank you for taking the time to read and reply. I hope my story can help encourage and validate anyone who has felt this way too, that there’s hope that it won’t always be the way it feels right now.

Thank you Jenna for sharing your story and thank you so much for commenting! It always feel like there is no hope when you are struggling. as survivors, I feel like our biggest responsibility is to remind all mamas who are struggling that they are not alone and that there is hope. Never give up hope.

This is so important. As a survivor of pregnancy-related near-death, I was not prepared to survive that trauma and then find myself completely disabled by depression. So appreciate your leading voice on this important issue. Encourage your readers to sign this – it helps raise the profile of the issue and even if it doesn’t hit the required number of signatures, it paves the way for the next time we try to make a change. You’re a real beacon for survivors everywhere!

Thank you so much Anne. I have signed the petition, and I wanted Jenna to tell her story since our stories are similar in some ways, but they differ in so many others. I feel like Jenna might have been spared years of struggle if she had been screened with each pregnancy.

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